Book 2 Need for Speed (11)

Book 2 Need for Speed (11)

Holy shit you managed to gather a lot of them. Im sure Id be a fucking geezer after I was done with all of them.

He could hear the laughing voices of his coworkers on his earphones. Even Matoba was stifling his laughter.

Thats my joke there, cowboy. Come up with your own. Dont mess with me right now!

Whispered Tony into the microphone, but Gyarben replied in confusion.

Huh? Nothing. In any case, I think were set. The cash is this way. Ah, ah.

Tony and the others returned next to Godunov and the Citroen. On Tonys command, Godunov opened the trunk and took out a boston bag from it.

Here it is. Use it well. Right. Darsch Zanna. Darsch Nah Zanna! Zeetha McCloud!

Gyarben and his two partners started jumping with excitement as they kept repeating the Farbanian word for thank you and looked at the bags contents. It wasnt even much money for such a deal. They didnt even seem worried at all about Tony and Godunov betraying them to begin with. As the scene kept unfolding, they could only feel sorry for the guys.

Those Rahkebye

Said Tilarna, annoyed from the passenger seat. Her face looked particularly flustered. Perhaps she felt embarrassed for them as a fellow Semanian.

In any case, the gang accepted the money. There was enough evidence already. It was time to work. Zimmer whispered via the radio All units, get ready.

But then something unexpected happened.

No. Wait. Two men are coming from the abandoned factory. What? Did no one see them? This is bad, theyre armed.

Matoba could see them from his position. They were two southeast Asian men who appeared out of the shadows of the abandoned factory, and were getting closer to Tony and Gyarben carrying a handgun and a shotgun.

Hey, you bastards! Dont you dare move!

One of the two men shouted at Tony and the others while pointing his gun at them. Godunov was about to reach for his own gun, but Tony grabbed his arm and whispered Wait, lets look at the situation first.

Yun. Why are youUpdated from novelbIn.(c)om

Asked Gyarben. Apparently the man was Chinese.

You thought you were going to get away with all the money for yourselves?! Let me remind you filthy bastards that it was us who helped you get all of those fucking mags in the first place! Theres no way that shit fee you paid to us will cut it. You bastards were going to make 50 fucking grand with those magazines?! No, actually its just 5 grand

Said Tony

Shut the fuck up, I dont care. In any case give us the money. Come on! Hurry the fuck up!

The Chinese man named Yun pointed his gun at Tonys chest.

Apparently there had been yet another group of people helping Gyarben and the others with their thefts. They were apparently extremely upset at the idea of this trade taking place, and so decided to arm themselves and take all the money for themselves.

Theyre getting violent. It seems like they may be under the influence of a drug of some sort. This is bad.

He sat in the drivers seat, but no matter what, his sight was still not back to normal. And he still wasnt completely used to the car, so he wasnt even able to find the handbrake or the shift lever. He kept moving his left arm vaguely trying to find them, while just muttering anything that came to mind without saying anything substantial.

Fuck! My eyes fuck Leave it to me.

He could hear a voice coming from right next to him. He could practically feel the other persons lips right next to his ear.

It was Tilarna.

What did you say? What are you going to Move it! Now! He- hey

She pushed a still confused Matoba, and got in the passenger seat. She pulled his legs violently, and finally managed to push him completely over to the passenger seat. She probably had used magic or something like that again, because she had some unbelievable strength in those tiny arms of hers.

Wait, what are you going to do?!

Shouted Matoba, his upper torso still lying below the dashboard.

Isnt it obvious? im helping Tony.

He heard the small metallic sound of the handbrake. He could hear the sound of the clutch being pressed. The shift lever being moved around, and finally the roar of the Maseratis engine.

What are you talking about. Stop i

He felt almost as if someone had kicked him in the face as the car pushed backwards. He clumsily fixed himself against the passenger seat, but almost immediately his head was violently rocked back and forth once again. He let out a sorrowful scream.

Its the other way! Stop! Stop! No. This is the right way.

The tires squeaked loudly. The car started violently swaying left and right. If he remembered correctly, they would crash into the factory if they kept going. They dodged a few patrol cars and the truck, and then the Maserati came to a sudden stop.

Wha? Ready, Kei? Ill show you the results of my training. Sto

Tilarna pressed the accelerator. Matoba felt some intense pressure. He could feel his upside down body being crushed against the seat by the speed. The sky became a blur of color, his brain rattled inside his skull, his inner ear rocked back and forth in confusion.

Hey, this is pretty easy! Youre still in first gear! Change gears! Change gears!

Shouted Matoba over the roar from the cars engine as it kept gaining speed.

Oh youre right.

They suddenly lost speed. And then a sudden push forward as if someone had kicked the car from behind.

Matoba kept screaming. The same scenario repeated a few times, until the Maserati suddenly stabilized and started swiftly moving forward while gaining speed.

Ah there we go! Hows that, Kei? Stop this! Lets switch! Are you trying to kill me?! You cant even see anything like that. You just shut up and sit down. Alright Tony, were coming for you!

The car kept moving forward. Tilarna kept driving in the direction Tony and his Citroen vanished while violently moving left and right and gaining even more speed. The terrible sudden stops and acceleration had vanished, but it seemed like there was still something wrong. Matoba finally properly sat down on the passenger seat, and tried to take a look with his still poor eyesight. He saw their own car driving fast like a bullet on the left lane.

They were driving insanely fast on the wrong side of the road!